The vast sea of my bed.

She gave me strength, but I still couldn't remember anything about transcription.

Punsch.

I'm suffering from spleen in my sex appeal. I should go to the fell.

Competition: Who is this man?

Make up a backstory for this character. Submit in comments or otherwise. The winner gets to buy sweeties for as much money as they can fit in their hand, and eat it all without regrets.

I'm ill again.

I made up a new word to pass the time:

Romerostasis (from George Romero, a director or classic zombie movies; and Homeostasis, an organism's ability to uphold a constant inner environment) = That which enables zombies in fiction to "survive" in cold/warm, dry/humid, etc., environments without being destroyed, despite being dead and supposedly lacking homeostasis.

School just never ends.

I've dissected a sheep's circulatory system.

Sweet Emotion.

I want a dance-romance with popcorn and campagne.

Celebrating 1000 pageviews.

I'm ever so happy.